The Rolling Stones
Undercover of the Night
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Hear the screams of Centre Forty-Two
Loud enough to burst your brains out
The opposition's tongue is cut in two
Keep off the street cause you're in danger
Four-hundred thousand dispares
Lost in the jails in South America

Cuddle up baby
Cuddle up tight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

The sex police are out there on the streets
Make sure the Pass Laws are not broken
The Race Militia it's got itchy fingers
All the way from New York back to Africa

Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover, undercover, undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

All the young men they've been rounded up
And sent to camps back in the jungle
And people whisper people double talk
And once proud fathers act so humble
All the young girls they have got the blues
They're heading all back to Centre Forty-Two

Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
All out of sight
Undercover
All out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

Down in the bars the girls are painted blue
done up in lace done up in rubber
The Johns are jerky G.I. Joes
On R&R from Cuba and Russia
The smell of sex
The smell of suicide
All these great things I can't keep inside

Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

Undercover of the night
Undercover of the night